Best Distressful Poems

I saw the bitter tears of unhappiness
Running down your agonizing face,
Ravaged with pain,

And I became a sponge of compassion
To absorb them.


I heard the howling 
Of your starving stomach,
Echoing throughout your rebellious drained veins,

And I became a sweet loaf of bread
To feed you.


I tasted the torturous...

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Her face may show a rosy blush
Peering through a favorite bush.
Perhaps you'll greet with great delight
This newcomer dressed in purest white 
Miss Morning Glory, sweet and lush.

Well known as bind-weed, Nature's thug.
She sidles up with gentle hug
Then follows with a deadly squeeze
And takes her neigbor's...

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Speak to me words of happiness today
Reap what you sow for my utter dismay
It's incredible how time flies nowadays
It's indescribable - this emotion I held on to for so many days

Lift me...what about you lift me?
Give me...give me a reason to believe
Relieve the scars inside...

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In despair, only pen can understand the distressful heart
Like a singing bird in the winter....

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III

But, of course, I had no dizzying towers                  
To burn...only bridges; and they were torched            
Years ago...

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Reaching down to offer eternal life
the Saviour gave Himself, oh precious gift
midst guilt-condemning sins, awfully rife
drawing me nigh toward heaven uplift
with love's pardon from iniquity strife.

So loved to enjoy peaceful freedom grant
my soul abides in Christ blissfully now
along faith with ministerial implant
blest to fulfill service-commitment...

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Solitude:
Distressful 
Afflictive
Merciless
Unbearable solitude,
When you are present, Time immobile remains,
And
Each second an eternity of intolerable
Suffering becomes.

At such moments,
We implore Time to advance,
To accelerate its pace,
To hurry up

For

The next second
The next minute
The next hour
The next day to come,

So as

The pain to decrease,
Our agony to lessen,
And us to...

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Do you know the pain inside

It holds me prisoner as I hide

Crippling strains I cannot shake

Cries of horror and moans I make

Aches of discomfort that follow me around

Cramps of agony that bring my knees to the ground

Stinging throbs and a torturous prick 

Convulsions twinge of...

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Crying pitiful face of Earth
 Wailing beneath the darkened skies
 Bubbling tears pouring down her saddened eyes
 Yearning to be freed from troll's cries
 Still in learning she is, to be debarred from lies!
  
 Dark and desolate is her centre
 Gloomy and dull...

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I am rated R for recovery
Island of empty, icky isolation
Flames of uncertain frustration 
Fix me, I'm a vase of vibrant love
Find me wings to fly, my beloved dove 
I don't mind being blind and left behind 
I find no pleasure in seeing others suffer, I'm...

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Special relationships are developed and strengthened over the years;
And those relationships reveal an obligation to fulfil when wisdom begins to knock during the tweens;
Oh what a shame, a shock, an ocean of tears brews like fresh coffee;
The aroma of unpleasant emotions desires to embrace the...

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See me in the Garden of Eve
Because a sinner like me...I deceive
The flock of sheep,
Yet it's my job not to weep
I'll be the good example everyone wants me to be
I'll be the good example 
Shake off the dread
The styles of modern art - never dead...never...

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This is the Second Part of the Translation from Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel-Laureate Philosopher Poet from India. 





Father only smiled; thought, "women
are emotionally heated balloons! 
Life is a difficult  salvation, they don't have that knowledge", 
After having said that, he continued his reading of a romantic...

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Free-falling in the fire, 
In the fire of desire
Of your coal soul
As darkness takes its toll

Walking into the shadows of the unknown
I am lost and found like an odd lone bone
I groan in shame, 
I wish you would stay
Life is not a game; 
You’ll learn...

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Let me tell you about the notorious two
Well known by both me and you
Terrorising the neighborhood 
They ventured in to the wood
Causing mischief, getting up to no good

Poor old Anne May
Was baking cakes and cookies one day 
Left them to cool by the window on...

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